draw. . .
the line of birds
across the azure canopy,
the tender flow
of a child's jaw,
the length of the pathway
from the shadow to the light,
the colors of yesterday
when the sun
closed his eyes,
the curve of a graceful dancer's
extended arm,
the branches of the pine
scraping the clouds,
the stream of tears
glowing on your face,
the flow of a brook
along the ground,
the melody arcing
out of a softly played guitar,
the edges of the foam
on the sandy shore,
the hair on your head
as the breeze moves through,
the smile on the face
of a peaceful dreamer,
the fresh edge
of a newly formed rose,
the thread of connection
between you and I,
the flames of love
in your eyes. . .
draw. . .
the blank page of
hope
and all the
promises
yet to be . . .
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I missed my bus this morning so I picked a word (draw)
and wrote a poem about it
to pass the time . . ..
maybe I like this one and will work on it
a bit more
maybe not . . . but I like it . . .
While editing the poem and setting it here in the blog I listened to this album . . . a raw and tender guitar play with a few atmospheric sounds added . .. lovely and peaceful.
The Journey Home
by Roy Merriam :
by Roy Merriam :
Tender Peacefulness
A lovely album
full of birdsong
and wind chime
and
with heartfelt
guitar melodies . . .
tender strumming which brings
a peacefulness which descends
into the listener's atmosphere
as if the rays of the golden sun
were charming all the heart-ache
away . ..
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A lovely album
full of birdsong
and wind chime
and
with heartfelt
guitar melodies . . .
tender strumming which brings
a peacefulness which descends
into the listener's atmosphere
as if the rays of the golden sun
were charming all the heart-ache
away . ..
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